I'm from a family of "modest means" (i.e. we didn't have money). How poor you ask? We were so poor my mom (bless her heart) took in boarders. We lived in rural Quebec where we grew vegetables/fruits, hunt and fish for games and our neighbor farmers raised livestock. I actually went to work part-time on my friend's farm when I was 8 (it wasn't real work, friend's father just being nice).
Now I live in a house with a "coach house" in the rear. No, there are no horses (maybe in the past). Yes, it has all the modern conveniences. I go there when I need my "private time and private pleasures". (I met many successful people who came from humble circumstances. So, yes it can be done.)
Life lesson #1: Just because you were born poor doesn't mean you have to stay poor.
Life lesson #3: Just because you were born poor doesn't mean you have to stay poor.
Life lesson #2: Be nice to people because you never know. When I was attending McGill, the commute was killing me (no, no Internet classes a hundred years ago). I befriended a student from a rich Singapore family. He was shy (especially around females)., didn't speak English very well and didn't know the city at all.
Long story short. We became good friends. He had a two bedroom apartment near campus and a car. So, I ended up living in one of the bedrooms and driving his car more than he did because he didn't know the city and didn't know how to drive in the snow and ice of a Montreal Winter. Yes, his rich Singapore family made sure he always had plenty of money. (Remember that Asian guy with the high end cars who was kidnapped? You get the idea.)